A spy's trust (Justin Bieber)

Chapter 4

Although this is Justin and all and I'm just a fan, I feel like I already know him. Every now and then he would look over to me and just look into my eyes. We hadn't talked much at this point but I could tell he liked me.

"We're going to a restaurant in town, if that's ok with you?" He smiled

"Yeah, I'm starving, I could eat a horse!" I said cheerfully.

"A horse?" He said with a confused look on his face.

" umm, yeah. I didn't mean literally I was just taking the Mickey!" I laughed

"Taking the Mickey?" He questioned with another confused look on his face.

"I'm English what do you expect?" I giggled

"Oh yeah, ha ha, I get that a lot from the English beliebers!" He smirked

"Yeah..." My voice trailed off as I looked to the building that we were pulling up to. It was a grand, tall, modern but old but just perfect. It looked rather expensive though. I didn't want him paying too much. I turned my head towards his direction and caught him looking at me again. He seemed very interested in my eyes.

"Is there something wrong?" I asked

"No, I am just so mesmerised by your eyes, they are just truly enchanting!" He said.

I giggled and blushed "thank you" I smiled. My door opened, making me almost fall out but I caught my balance. I got out of the car and glanced over to Justin who was getting out the opposite side to me. He looked at me cheerfully and smiled back. He took my hand and lead my into the front entrance of the building. Inside was decorated beautifully, chandeliers everywhere and soft red carpets all the way through.

"Wow." I muttered not meaning for Justin to hear.

"Sorry?" He answered

"Oh nothing!" I replied with a giggle.

We were lead into a main dinning area and over to our seats, that were hidden in the corner of the room. Justin pulled out my chair for me and I sat and got myself comfy. I skimmed my eyes across the room then noticed someone familiar. Donovan. He was sat on his own in the corner trying to look like he was reading the menu. I took out my phone and sent him a message.

To- Donovan

Aye prick! Why you spying on me?! - H

He replied in a flash looking up once he knew the message had been sent, giving me a smug look.

1 new message-

That's for me to know and for you to find out ;) - Donovan

I failed to reply and just carried on enjoying my meal with Justin.

"So have you lived in London all your life?" He questioned

"Well, I was born there but moved a lot. But when my parents died I went to live back there, just as a comfort sorta thing you know?" I replied

"Yeah, I get ya. If you don't mind me asking but-"

"How did my patents die?" I said, butting in.

"Yeah, that's if you don't mind me asking?"

"Of course. I'll just tell you the basics. Don't worry I don't mind talking about it, it was just over a year ago now so I'm ok." He smiled and nodded, gesturing for me to tell him the details.

"Well my parents were out on a business vacation," I lied "they usually went on these but this time, whilst on their way home, my dad got a little tired whilst driving and fell asleep at the wheel, their car swerved in to the opposite lane colliding with another car, they died instantly." I felt terrible for lying but if I told the truth I would loose my job and anyway, this is a job, not a date. Before he could ask more our food arrived. Mine, some fancy beef chunk with a fancy red wine sauce. Justin's, I have no idea, some chicken wrapped in all sorts. Just don't even ask me.

" So do you like it here so far?"

"Yes." I replied. A bit vague but even so, I was hungry!

After we had both finished our meals we payed and left.

"I thought maybe, well, if you wanted to, go back to mine and just get to know each other?" He asked shyly. This was not the Justin everyone knew. They thought he was bubbly and outgoing. Maybe he was but just didn't show it around me. He stood waiting for an answer.

"Sure, ok!" I put on a smile and headed towards the car. His hand was on my back as I stepped into the car. I shifted so Justin could fit in to and then he offered me some champagne. At first I declined. Obviously being under the legal drinking age and being with someone new I didn't want to make a bad impression. But after he persuaded me I had a small glass.

We arrived at his home. Wow. I thought I had money. But this dude is LOADED! Honestly, he probably has more money than Donovan. Actually I highly doubt that. I stood inside and just peered around. I could see some people sitting in what must be his living room. He lead me in and introduced everyone to me.

"This is my dance squad and some of the backstage crew," he started " this is Mel, Jade, Doug, Tod, Milton, Jake-"

Jake wait, Jake. He is the one I have come here for in the first place. Shit. I actually forgot that this was why I was here. He stood up and introduced himself.

"Uhh, hi , I um, I'm Jake." He stuttered. He had blue eyes, blonde hair a bit like Justin used to have it. And was around 5 ft 11. He peered into my eyes, something about him that made me uncomfortable. He leaned in closer.

"Take good care of Justin, he'll need it." He whispered into my ear. It sounded like it was a friend looking out for a friend but the tone of voice he used, it made me shudder. He sat down and let Justin carry on what he was saying. I didn't listen to a word of it. I just kept my eyes on Jake. If I hadn't of know his name when I walked in and Donovan had just said there would be a murderer in the room, who could it be? He would have been the one I would have gone for. I could see scars on his throat, slashes. And up his arms too. Why did he want to be near Justin? What is going to happen to Justin? I gulped down the lump in my throat and looked at Justin. He had finished talking and had obviously asked me a question but I was too busy wondering about the murderer that was sat in the room with us.

"Sorry?" I said with a soft tone.

"Would you like me to give you a tour of the house?" He asked with a giggle.

"Oh, yes ok then!" I put my jacket down on a seat as Justin lead me around, his hand in mine.